Tag Archives: The space between

Amazing “Goings-On”

by P. R. Lowe some time in late may Amazing and wonderful things happen here… I had been up since 4:30 AM. Woke up with bad shit in my head and a grieving heart. I pulled my lavender-raccoon into my … Continue reading

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Psoriasis of the Psyche (the heart is not a cuboard)

Diary of a Mad Hatter Sometime in early June, 2015 A mourning dove – – – frozen in place – – – motionless on the ground just outside my window. How does s/he do it? And – – – I … Continue reading

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The Precipice of Pan

by P. R. Lowe copyright © May 25, 2015 The power that rocks and bends the tree is the same that lies within me The awesome splendor of nature unleashed releases that which I am and I dream of kings … Continue reading

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Veiled

by P. R. Lowe copyright May 15 , 2015 (written Dec. 11, 1971) After the first snow when fields lie pressed to the earth and grasses are turned to beige the death that wails between clacking branches and empty hollows … Continue reading

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Star Vacuum

From: Brother, Sister (A book of poems) by P. R, Lowe copyright 1979 (poem written November 1969) The evening is covered softly in fog quieting the leaves and dotting the horizon with vagrant blackbirds The darkness steals the light away … Continue reading

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The Space Between

Copyright © February 3, 2011, by P. R. Lowe (found on an old scrap of paper) You caress the treetops and bend the boughs with your breath. I sometimes meet you there above the heavy air, only to see that … Continue reading

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Touched

  Copyright © by P. R. Lowe April 27 2010 I awoke from sleep with you hot on my breath. Were you there or was I dreaming? Did you leave by the window as I woke and spoke gently my … Continue reading

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